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NAS

My Country

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  east coast rap  new york
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Текст песни NAS - My Country




American born, American raised, American made[Chorus 2X]My country shitted on me (My country)She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never)Cause the things I seen (We know too much)Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)( )[Verse 1 (Nas)]It was packed on the Ryker's busThe tight cuffs is holdin' me shackledThe life of a thug caught in the devil's lapOn the streets I was invincibleCowards would duck at a glimpse if they knewWhat my pistol would do, a fuckin' killaMothers of dope fiend embarrassin' meAll in front of my friendsIn the street smile with no teethI never knew daddy, heard he had a 72 caddyDied in a robbery, can't remember him, was probably 3Why didn't my folks just die in this societyWhy wasn't I a child of a doctor, who left stocks for meTwo little brothers, two sisters, them shortiez gots to eatMother's a junkie, she twisted, so all they got is meI'm the provider, with goals to do much better than my fatherWhether through drugs sold, or holdin' revolversBlurry visions of dad holdin' me highIt comes to me slowly, the words he would cry[Repeat Chorus][Verse 2 (Millenium Thug)]It is I that step upMe that don't give a fuck, you that bold, then it's all over soldierHummers and Range's through the desertFuck a 20 years, long as we got gas and we got waterTroopers lookin' for manslaughterI gotta get back, for what they oweShoot'em in the back for the get backLead through shit bag, hold tie gagForget the life had, now we all rebelsEverything burnt down includin' the ghettoWe can see 4 miles the land its major rubbleAnd debris from the earth as we knew crumbleYo you could see the seaAnd the stars look closer to meI'm a mad man, this is a real life movie Mad MaxS-K's, AK's max, ABR's spittin' and it ain't a rapMy mommy dearest pray for me hopin' I come backBut yo[Repeat Chorus][Verse 3 (Nas + Millenium Thug)]Yo, I'm sittin' behind these prison wallsI got this pen and pad wishin' on a visit, GodBrothers is here for homicide and yo, it's some for rapeSome brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escapeHow is the warAnd yo I'm wishin' I was in your shoesHoldin' machine gunsClean fun shootin' ducks with fatigues onAnywhere is better than thisIt's America's plan every color of man inherits the shitYo I'm startin to think it's all a scheme, nobody caresI know the warden is readin' the scribe[MT] But yo I swear, it's a billion dollar business




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